Interesting business

Alaian Brooke

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Alaian woke up in his small, Christchurch flat, and dressed quickly. Glancing at his watch he realized that he was going to be late, so without breakfast he disapparated with a small, brown package in hand to London. He frowned at the passers-by, all happy and cheerful in their shopping, and strolled up to the shop that was the meeting place. He nervously straightened his tie and waited for Link to show up.
 
Link walked up the main streets of London, his facial figure almost conceal under a light sweater. The weather was surly improving these days, Link hated the spring, he was more into the cold air. Never a fan of the increasing heat, he was devoted to his Winters days. Winter he though, a sly smirk appearing as the only person that had come in mind just than. Link looked up and notice Alaian was already there. "Beautiful day we having" he spoke in codes looking at his older associates with a stirn look.
 
Alaian spotted Link and stood jumpily waiting, forgetting his part of the code. "I, er. Yes, it is, isn't it, and, er, I have your birthday present?" he stammered, knowing that he had it all wrong. He handed over the parcel and anxiously watched Link's face, hoping that he'd given him the right stuff.
 
Link sigh frustrated already, what more could go wrong. Grabbing the sheaf that was tide up with frilly of ribbons, he looked at his associate curiously. "Hope its something useful, I hate getting unwanted presents." he snarled as he motion to walk along side of him. He so much didn't have to tear it open to know what was inside, the substance was strong, it had slipped by the tip of the box opening, Link knew he had got it right this time. "Where did you get it? Better not have been from the islander?" nothing was worst than doing business with those people. There product was the real deal, its they way they had mix the content with all other sorts of stuff, Link was in expert at dealing with this kind of business. He had been doing it for years, even did it while under the care of Raziel.
 
Alaian handed the parcel of ribbons to Link and watched his face, wondering why he'd chosen pink ribbons when there were purple ones that suited the wrapping paper better. "No sir, not the islander. Not after last time," he replied cryptically.
 

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